More pain meds please! (Update)

I had my ortho consult this morning and the nice dr. says NO SURGERY! I do need lots of PT, and a re-evaluation in 2 weeks to check my progress. Hopefully the tear in the ligament will get better on its own and I should be good as new in a few months!

**Update** Actually I have two tears... one in the Anterior Talofibular Lig. and one in the Calcaneofibular Lig (say that twice without screwing it up). My PCP just called to ask how my appointment went and made the comment about the two tears... which the ortho didn't go into any real detail on while we were there.

Nerds

The boys are picking up on their parents' Catholic nerdiness. For example...

"Look, Mommy, I'm St. Peter!"

I'm proud of him for embracing his martyrdom with such joyful enthusiasm. St. Lawrence would be proud (who is said to have told his torturers as they were roasting him alive on a spit, "You can turn me over now, this side is done!")

A homeschool FAMILY

For a little fun on a Tuesday...

Long time... no post

That's mostly because I'm supposed to be in bed with my foot up... still. Turns out I have a grade 3 sprain (or 3rd degree... I wasn't paying real close attention as the PA was ever so gently jabbing and pushing on my foot/ankle of Friday). That's right, one week later and was still considered the worst sprain you can have. I called Friday morning a little concerned that the swelling hadn't gone done in one week, and that I still couldn't put any real weight on it, and I couldn't move the blasted thing. Needless to say that wanted to see me right away for more X-rays. Sometimes it takes a week or two for a fracture to appear, so they figured with the lack of improvement that clearly this was a case of fracture. After taking a nice long (touchy) look at my Shrek foot (cause that's what it looks like... including my little toes) she was sure that was the case. After the X-rays I amazed them all by not having any fractures. You would think that everyone would be relieved at this... not the case! Turns out it could be serious ligament damage or even a torn ligament... either way BAD NEWS!

We were then sent to another office for MRI's (yes, plural... I had two... each taking 35 minutes). They started with the ankle. Not a lot of pain, just had to be really still... which is hard when I keep having muscle spasms. Once that series was finished they started the foot section. I thought "no big deal, surely they won't make me move... it can all be done just the way I'm laying." Close, but they pinned my toes down... um UNCOOL. That hurt like a son of a gun... so for 35 minutes I laid there holding my breath, then a big deep breath, then hold it again!

Now we wait... 'til Wednesday when I have a consult with an orthopedic surgeon... yes my friends you read that right... a CUTTER. As luck would have it, the little PA that saw me let this little nugget fly "I've only seen one ankle this bad before and it did require surgery to repair the damage." HA HA HA HA... WHAT? Do I think I need surgery... um, I'm never a very good judge of my own severity... I either think it is too bad, or not bad at all and I can manage. But with this particular situation I really have NO CLUE!

What I do know is that we have our summer vacation booked 8 weeks from now, so what ever needs to happen... NEEDS TO HAPPEN NOW so that I can get over it and be ready to party down on the beach!

7 Random Things

I saw this over at Matilda's blog and decided it looked fun, and would do one myself! So as always, here's the rules:

1. When tagged place the name and URL on your blog.
2. Post rules on your blog.
3. Write 7 non-important things/habits/quirks about yourself.
4. Name 7 of your favorite blogs.
5. Send an email/comment on their blog letting them know they have been tagged.

1. I love all things organizational. Office supply stores are off limits without Daddio for fear of putting us in debt beyond repair! And have mercy if those items are also way cool looking (because of color, design, and all together practicality of course). If the items coincide with scrapbooking, or crafting in general... well, it's every man for himself!

2. Expressions and sayings... I'm very bad at them. I usually say them wrong. It's my mom's fault, she always said them wrong and I never noticed... but Daddio catches them all the time and corrects me (and usually has to spend a few minutes explaining why I got them wrong and why they actually make sense when said properly)... for instance, Daddio's way: "six of one, half dozen of the other"... Llama speak would be: "one sixth, half dozen or the other".

3. I really enjoy mountain biking. Before the boys came along we went nearly everyday! Our gear was ready, and we would head out right when we would get home from work and stay out on the trails till we couldn't see the path!

4. I'm nervous in water when I can't see my feet. I love swimming, I love being at the beach, but in murky (deep) water I'm very uncomfortable and will start heading towards the shore. This some what irrational fear (yet some what rational if you consider I grew up in La. and we would boat and ski on the intercoastal canal... alligators, seriously!) was probably the reason I was really great at water skiing as a child, never fell off the banana float or tubes being dragged by boats! And when every one else would tip canoes on youth canoe trips... forget it! Same with wave runners, I'm staying on top no matter what!

5. I usually sit at a table with one leg folded under the other. I'm short (5'1" ish... my crutches say 5'4" though) and my legs ALWAYS hang when I sit, and it is more comfortable for me to only have one leg a'swingin'.

6. At night I use my foot to regulate my body temperature. I like to be bundled at night... meaning a top sheet and a heavy comforter (sometimes an additional blanket in the winter), and running a fan! If I get too hot under the covers, removing the covers isn't an option... I only stick one of my little tootsies out to cool down. Once I reach a comfortable level I pull the foot back under! This is one reason I don't like sleeping with socks on, much to the frustration of Daddio who complains if one of my usually chilly tootsies migrates to his side of the bed. I need an unadorned foot so that in case I get hot I can let it out to cool me off. Side note to this little air conditioning feature I have... when I get hot and sweaty, my skin is very cold to the touch!

7. I guess you could say that this little oddity goes with the one above sort of... but my resting body temperature is 97.2! So a few weeks ago when I was running fevers of 102... that was REALLY HIGH for me. What I think is pretty cool about this little fact is that I just found out that my grandmother and aunt also have the same temp., but my mom and sister don't!

Okay, I'm not going to tag anyone, but if you want to share your 7 oddities leave a comment so I read about yours!

I'm Special...

but not in the good way, more of the this is super inconvenient... 'did this really have to happen now' way.

Back a few days ago Daddio mentioned in this post in passing about an ER trip. Fortunately it had nothing to do with the boys... it was for me!

The long and short of it (is that how you say it... I never get those little sayings right?), I was unloading groceries on Friday afternoon, and went to get the last two things and when I took the last step to the car my foot made contact with the little lip from the garage down to the driveway (you know the one that keeps rain and what not from invading your garage) and... well... I went down like a sack of bricks. Apparently (once my sanity returned and I was laying in the driveway trying to compose myself) I rolled my right ankle right on over till it made contact with the concrete while my shoe stayed up on the garage floor level. Thankfully I was able to get the attention of Bobcat who was still milling about near the entrance to our house (via the garage) and he came out to get the rest of the groceries while I tried to figure out how I was going to:

1. Get Up (without screaming... I tried once and it didn't go well)
2. Get the back of the beast SUV closed (it's the one big door that goes UP, which meant I would need to stand in order to reach the handle to pull it down).
3. Get inside
4. Decide what to do next (which at several points I thought would include passing out, and throwing up)

I should also probably note that it hurt so bad that I could hardly control my crying (I don't cry about being hurt... I usually have a very high threshold of pain, and when something similar happened last year on the other leg I never once shed a tear, heck I walked on it for another hour, saw a movie, and walked back the car and it wasn't till the next day late in the afternoon that I finally decided that it wasn't getting better and should seek professional help). And when I see things on myself that don't look RIGHT I usually get sick... (I'm usually okay with other people looking messed up, just not myself). When I finally got in touch with Daddio and relayed the severity of the situation, and got my parents on the line to get them to come and watch the boys so that Daddio could take me to the Dr.... I was able to crawl back to the living room, take off the shoe/sock and apply ice and wrappings. Um, here's the part when I nearly lost my stomach for like the 3rd time. HOLY DELORES... um, it looked terrible.

After X-rays it turns out that thankfully there were no visible fractures... just a ton of ligament and tendon damage... a SEVERE SPRAIN. Did you catch the part when I said it was my RIGHT ANKLE? So now what? Well, I'm black and blue (and purple, green, and yellow), I currently don't have any ankle on that side that you can make out (just a very large lump on the outside and no definition on the inside and my toes look like baby carrots), I can't put any weight on it without the walking boot (and even then I can't put any weight near my heel, and for any distance I need crutches. Okay... right side... NO DRIVING! WHAT???

This is going to be a very tricky 4-6 weeks!

Our Father

I was once told, whatever voice God gives you, just give it right back to him. This girl actually has pretty good pitch for a 2-year-old!